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Post by Jystana » 02/27/12

My poetry runs the gambit of subjects from things I have written for my children as they have grown to things that I have written about some of the heavier things in life. I hope you find the joy and the pain both worth the read. Please feel free to critique as you see fit.
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No Monsters Allowed.

I'm sorry Mr Monster Sir,
I wish that I could help
but monsters aren't allow you see,
inside my room or else
I would get in trouble
and you know that isn't nice.
My mommy specifically told me,
not only once, but twice.
She said no one is allow you see,
unless they are with her,
and I don't see my mommy
with you, Mr. Monster Sir.
I wish it could be different,
but with mommies I have found
that I had better listen
especially when she's not around,
or I won't get my ice cream,
my chocolate or cake.
I won't get any sweats at all,
not even by mistake.
So,
I'm sorry Mr. Monster Sir, you see,
you're not allowed.
not in my room at all, you see,
when mommy's not around.

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Goblins

Goblins grumble deedle dum
'neath my sister's bed.
Rumble tumble beedle bum
over top my head.
Somehow, fumble needle num
I have to make her dread,
Goblins, mumble teedle tum,
so they'll play with me instead.
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A mile in her shoes

There’s a picture or two
of a girl I once knew
From a time and a place years ago.
And she’s strong and she’s brave
And she fills up the stage
Someday I’ll be a cool like her you know.
There’s a picture or two
Of this girl I once knew
Just shadows I see in my dreams.
Of a girl holding me,
When I was just three
She’s gone forever it seems.

She screams “Doesn’t anyone hear me.”
She screams “Doesn’t somebody see.”
She screams “Doesn’t anyone love me.”
She screams and it’s killing me.

Walk a mile in her shoes
Hey there’s nothing to lose
But I can’t ‘cuz its all in her head.
All those voices so clear
All those things that she fears
All those monsters that she seems to dread.
She says no one understands
It’s all some grand plan
And there are things that only she needs to do.
While I sit here alone
Afraid of the phone
Waiting for my nightmare to come true.

She screams “Doesn’t anyone hear me.”
She screams “Doesn’t somebody see”
She screams “Doesn’t anyone love me.”
She screams and it’s killing me.

There’s a girl I once knew,
I’ve a picture or two
But that girl I knew surely is dead.
Oh sure she’s still here
But it is perfectly clear.
She’s lost in a cloud in her head.
What she did to get by
What she did to get high
Doesn’t matter she can’t come down.
There’s a girl I once knew,
My heart’s breaking in two,
Cuz I know that soon she’ll crash to the ground.

((my daughter took this and put it to music for her first song))

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The Story

There are gnomes and domes and fairytales
just waiting here for you
with cantelope and antelope
beneath bright skies of blue.
Kings and Queens and flying machines
can visit from a far,
From Venus, Jupiter, the moon or Quintupiter
(a very distant star).
There are dreams and streams and magic beans
just waiting here to grow.
What need be done? What wars be won?
It's simple; don't you know?
Just imagine with your mind's eye
all the wonders to be seen,
then lovingly open the pages
to see all you can glean,
with worlds whose limits you'll never find
not even at two hundred and ten,
'cause when one's through, here's all you do--
Find another, and begin again.

((This was written in High School to explain what reading meant to me.))

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Bigger

When I get bigger, then I am now
I'm going to know all the important stuff.
Like does the man on the moon get lonely,
and what makes the big bad wolf huff.
I'll know where is the end of the rainbow,
and why that leprachan has so much gold.
Why teeth are worth money to fairies,
and why Santa likes to live where it's cold.
I'll know how much milk is in the milkyway,
and why monsters live under the bed.
I'll be so smart, just you wait and see,
I just hope I can fit all this stuff in my head.

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No Bugs

Annie's fond of ants, you know.
Sallie likes her spider.
Mike, he loves a millipede,
and Kim let a catepiller ride her.
Billy buzzes with a bumble bee.
Nick knows lots of night crawlers.
Not Me! I'd rather the dentist,
who wants to pull out my molars.

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Heartbeat

It was a faint gurgle,
steady, just the same.
I strained to hear
the whosh, whosh, metered and distant
like words or music
when heard underwater;
or the muffled clatter of a fan slowly turning
when something is caught in the blades.

I imagine to you it is loud.
The loudest sound you hear;
everything else is faint to your new formed ears.
At times I try to hear it still,
wishing my ears were more acute.
The whosh, whosh reaffirming your presence.
Beyond my senses though,
your tiny, strong heart beats on.

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Without You

I've forgotten how to sleep.
Strange that I ever even knew how.
Do I close my eyes and whisper
some magical incantation that turns off...
does my mind forget?
Even so,
my body remembers your feel,
the subtle shift of the mattress,
the heat of your body next to mine,
the endless moving of the sheets
in cadence with your breathing,
your presence.

I've forgotten how to breathe.
Air is supposed to feel light, I recall,
not heavy and stale, not suffocating.
When did it begin to catch in my throat,
in my chest?
When did the pain start?
Was it always this alien?
The smell of you clings
in the only fresh seeming places left,
your chair, your desk,
your favorite spot on the floor.
When that too is gone,
I will be crushed by the pressure.
Somewhere, simply,
I've forgotten how to be.
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Where Have the Roses Gone?

Where have the roses gone?
The blooms have died
upon their stems
only to rise and live again
in springtime.
Are your hopes and dreams
with them underground
awaiting the sun to shine again?
Or have they gone far away,
into the clouds on a humid day,
to come back down to the earth when it rains?
Or have they gone
forever into stone,
to die
and left you all alone
while you grow old?

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Lost

I once had a toy car that was blue.
I haven't seen it in ages.
My sister owned a few hamsters,
but they got out of their cages.
My friend Ted had a dog named Boomer,
who never did come home.
He left their house one summer night,
and we're not sure where he roamed.
I thought that he was the last thing
I'd look for at the pound,
but did someone find my parents,
and bring them in safe and sound?

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First Day of School

I want to climb that tree right there,
the one with all the flowers.
I want to sit in the branches there,
and smell that smell for hours.

I want to sit up on those rocks,
the ones right in the sun,
the ones that look like building blocks.
Oh wouldn't that be fun.

I want to stand there in the creek,
the one that goes into the pond,
to listen to the frogs speak.
Of that, I am most fond.

I want to stop and feel the grass,
the lawns that are freshly mowed.
Oh why can't summer last all year,
or at least until it's snowed!

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The Excuse

Michael tumbled down the stairs
and really skinned his knee.
Kim choked and screamed and cried,
'cuz she ate a bumble bee.
Tim balled and Ashely squalled,
'cuz Amanada won the game.
Mary whined and threw a fit,
'cuz she wanted to win just the same.
Mable said she hated me,
since I was friends with Sue.
Sue said she hated me,
since Mable was my friend too.
Paul ate my snack at lunch
since he forgot to bring one.
David turned all red and blistered,
from getting too much sun.
So after all this happened,
I truly was distressed,
and that is why, even though I tried,
I did horrible on my test.

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